70 CHAMOIS HUNTING. 



snow. Now they 're stopping again but too far off; 

 let us go back and look after the wounded one." 



The wounded chamois was standing some distance 

 further down than when I had fired. It was evi- 

 dent by his look that he was very ill sehr krank, to 

 translate literally the German expression made use of 

 in like circumstances. Stretched out at full length 

 upon the rocks, we looked over the edge, and ex- 

 amined him with our glasses. We saw distinctly 

 where the ball had struck him, rather high up be- 

 hind the shoulder. He presently moved off, crossed 

 the snow, and getting among the latschen, after turn- 

 ing round four or five times, lay down. " All 's 

 right now; we must let him rest for an hour. Let 

 me see ; it is half-past two exactly. We '11 try then 

 and get nearer to him. But where can we get down ?" 

 said Berger; "here it is impossible/' 



" A little further on, I think, we may manage it ; 

 some latschen are there, and they will help us. But 

 let us stop a little ; there is no hurry, and if we wait 

 some time it will be all the better." 



I now looked around me. The scene was magni- 

 ficent. The spot on which I stood was near six thou- 

 sand feet high ; and to the south the view was bounded 

 by ranges of mountains covered with snow, whose 

 peaks rose up one behind the other in every variety 

 of abruptness. Over the vast fields of snow fell here 

 and there a broad shadow, and the brilliant whiteness 

 of the peaks facing us formed a strong contrast with 

 the darker sides that looked towards the east. With 



